A group of us came to the place where I had fallen, by the brook under the cliffs, a very inconspicuous valley, but now full of Ren. In addition to the families of the old soldiers and missing soldiers who are still alive in the war, there are also many villagers in the village who are watching the excitement, in the Northeast dialect, this is called selling stupidity. They watched "one game" in the morning, ate at noon, and came to see the excitement of the afternoon show on time.

The destination of the Cultural Relics Bureau's survey was in front of the village, so they didn't come with someone from the back mountain, which also made us breathe a sigh of relief. It's a matter of luck that a few old books in the morning can get by, and if they continue to participate in the afternoon, we may not be able to "show our feet".

On the edge of the creek, there was nothing but weeds.

"Are you sure it's here?" The old man Wang Fugui looked at the empty valley and asked me in confusion.

"It's here, you see, there's still my footprints here." I pointed to the mud by the stream.

"Come on, uncle, let's dig down! Surely you can't go wrong here! The old lady of Erniu took a sip of dry tobacco and said to Wang Fugui.

"Then dig, dig."

Wang Fugui waved his hand, and everyone began to weed and plow the soil. In less than half an hour, several shallow pits of five or six meters had been dug on the side of the stream, but in addition to soil or soil, Youkai, Fanzi and Kalu followed Huzi and others to jump into the shallow pit and continue digging.

After another half hour, nothing was found. And this one has been dug by us.

Everyone seemed to be deflated, only the old people insisted on digging up. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the village chief, the village secretary and others hurried to hear the news, saying that since we hadn't dug up, forget it, let us stop, saying that it was not allowed to dig in the mountains.

A few people in the pit also wanted to take a breath and wanted to climb outside, but the tiger may have dug too hard and fell into the pit with a soft foot.

"Oh my boulders, what the hell is this, look at me!" He clasped his hands on his knees, in great pain.

"Got something!" I don't know who shouted.

The people down there came back to their feet, and they threw out the thing that had hit the tiger, only to find that it was just a rotten piece of wood. At this time, everyone was completely disappointed, and many villagers were ready to go home.

"You pull this thing up." Qiu Ying pointed to the piece of wood and said.

Garu and the youkai worked together to bring the wood to the ground.

Qiu Ying squatted on the ground and began to observe this black thing, he scraped off the soil brought by the wood, seemed to think of something, and said in a low voice: "There is something wrong with this thing!" ”

As soon as he said this, everyone gathered around, and the villagers who were already preparing to go back saw that there was movement again, so they didn't leave, and stayed to watch the excitement.

"Look, it's a stake!" Qiu Ying pointed to the rotten wood and said.

When he said this, I looked closely, and I saw that one end of the wood was indeed very sharp, and this thing was stuck in the ground......

I shuddered at the thought of this.

Qiu Ying didn't continue, he took an axe and worked with Eagle and Xie Dong to split the stake in half.

Although the outside of this wooden stake is decayed, the core inside is very well preserved, and to our surprise, there is a long piece of iron embedded in the core of the wooden stake! The piece of iron was a meter long, with a gentle arc, no rust, and it was as good as new!

Qiu Ying pulled the iron piece out of the stake, pretending to guess: "Look at this arc, this blade, how does this thing look like the blade of a Japanese sword?" ”

"Japanese swords? Why do we have this thing in the back mountain! Xie Dong asked in surprise.

"There must be stakes in the ground, so we have to dig them all out." Qiu Ying pointed to the largest pit.

"What is this stake for?" Xie Dong continued to ask.

"Oops! This thing was left over from Little Japan back then! I know what this stuff is! O iniquity! Zhu Xiaowen slapped his head and jumped out of the crowd and said.

When everyone saw that he had something to say, they all looked at him, and Zhu Xiaowen said with anger on his face: "This thing, the second girl of my grandmother's eldest nephew's cousin's family, their village has dug it up!" At that time, this matter was rumored to be a thief. Later, they found a powerful feng shui gentleman, and the gentleman said that this thing is specially nailed to the dragon vein! If the dragon vein is nailed, this place will collapse, and there will be no talents, and there will be many disasters and difficulties from now on! There are also iron bars in the wooden stakes over there, and the iron bars are also engraved with Japanese characters, which looks like little Japan did it! When the little Japanese occupied our land, they must have done these bad things, they beat one wooden Zhuangzi after another in the mountains, just to suppress us Chinese, and make slaves for them from generation to generation! It's so bad! ”

After listening to Zhu Xiaowen's words, Wang Fugui said excitedly: "Then our brothers must have suppressed this thing!" ”

"Huzi! Dig! Keep digging! Dig out all the broken stakes for me! The second girl crossed her waist with one hand and held her dry tobacco in the other, and said through gritted teeth while directing the people in the pit.

Seeing this, everyone had eyebrows, and their enthusiasm also came up, and several "stupid" villagers also spontaneously joined the excavation team. Seeing this, the village leaders vigorously objected, and several old people took turns to educate them on patriotism for an hour, and the leaders were convinced.

I'm on the ground, and it's in excruciating pain. The injury from the fall from the mountain was not light, and after another day of tossing, to be honest, the two feet were almost unable to stand. But my agony soon ended, and when everyone reached the seventh stake, the body was finally dug up in the shallow part of the stake. Then, a large amount of armor, weapons, and rotting clothing were discovered. There are those of the Democratic Alliance Army and those of the New First Army, and all the bones are crowded together, making it difficult to tell who is who.

Looking at these bones, I can vaguely recall the day 69 years ago, when two teams of men and horses were trapped alive in this valley where the Japanese had manipulated and died because of heavy snow.

The veterans and the families of the martyrs could not help themselves, and with the support of their families, they knelt beside the pile of unrecognizable bones, crying silently.

I looked at the large number of bones, and I felt a lot of emotion in my heart, and I promised "them" that I had finally done it.

Seeing that I was distracted, the eagle pulled me and whispered, "Xiao Ye, don't forget that you are here to find your grandfather!" ”

I came back to my senses: yes, the whole set of acting is done, and I can't show my stuff at this time!

"Oh, my grandfather......"

"Grandpa, I've finally found you......"

The eagle and I walked over to the bones and cried "sadly". When the monster saw us crying there, he couldn't help laughing, and the eagle gave him a look, and the boy realized that the morning's play had to go on. So he held back his laughter, the corners of his mouth sank, and he walked up to the two of us with a crying voice.

"This~Woo~Next~What should I do~ So many corpses~ I really want to claim it~ Oh, my grandfather~" He asked us while crying.

"See the opportunity, do it, woo woo ~ grandpa...... " the eagle "wiped his tears" said.

Maybe it was the stone in my heart that fell to the ground, and my tense nerves finally relaxed. As they spoke, I felt myself in a trance, so my feet went limp, and I fell to the ground.